Chapter 39

Swish! ! The blind demon slayer just gently pulled with one hand, and the meteor hammer that was originally lying quietly in the pit was immediately taken back with a whistle and stopped steadily in his hand.

Then, the pair of white eyes that had lost focus looked in the direction of Shinichi and Enji, and a low and soothing voice came out of his mouth, "The breathing swordsman surrounded by strong vitality, the fighting partner exuding the breath of demons, turned out to be the successor of the forest breath mentioned by the lord, Namo Amitabha, nice to meet you."

The pressure on Shinichi's shoulders suddenly disappeared. This demon slayer who seemed to know him should have lifted his hostility towards him, which made Shinichi feel relieved. Shinichi was not surprised that the members of the demon slayer knew him.

During the half year of killing evil spirits, Shinichi encountered the Demon Slayers who also came to kill evil spirits more than once. Although the encounter with the Demon Slayers was not good at the beginning, after many contacts with the Demon Slayers, Shinichi had to admit that many of the swordsmen who joined the Demon Slayers were brave and fearless warriors, and they had excellent noble qualities.

In Kawanishi Prefecture, Shinichi even witnessed a young Geng-class swordsman who insisted on biting the Nichirin Sword with his mouth to fight the evil spirits until the last moment after his two arms were torn apart by an evil spirit in order to protect ordinary people.

Faced with such a scene, Shinichi could not help but admire it.

"Demon Slayer, who are you? Why are you here?" Shinichi also let down his guard and asked the tall Demon Slayer opposite him. He seemed to have heard the man say something about Namo Amitabha, and the Buddhist beads on his neck. Is he a monk?

Sure enough, the next second, the Demon Slayer put his hands together and said, "Namo Amitabha, I am the Class A swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, Gyoumei of Beimingyu."

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It was dawn.

In the Butterfly Medicine House, the uniformed members of the Hidden Corps were dealing with the aftermath. Butterfly Kanae and her sister just huddled aside, watching these members with the word Hidden printed on their backs collect the bodies of their parents and quickly clean up the bloodstains everywhere in the medicine house.

"Mr. Gyoumei is really amazing, there are more than fifty demons, right? Then Mr. Gyoumei can be promoted to a 'pillar' when he returns this time?" A member of the Hidden Corps said to his companions with an admiring tone.

His companion also responded in a respectful tone: "Yes, Mr. Xingming has also become a 'pillar', and our Demon Slayer Corps is becoming more and more powerful!"

The two of them looked at the tall figure in the yard of the medicine house at the same time.

Xingming and Shinichi stood side by side with their hands clasped together, both of them silent.

Looking at Shinobu Kocho standing alone with her sister, Shinichi couldn't help but ask Xingming beside him, "What will they do in the future?"

Xingming was silent for a moment and replied: "The members of the Hidden Corps will send them to their relatives' homes so that they can grow up healthily like normal children. For them who have lost their loved ones, this is the best choice. The children are very weak, but very cruel. Namo Amitabha." As if recalling the past, two lines of tears slid from Xingming's white eyes.

Shinichi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. Just like Xingming said, sending these two children to their relatives' homes might be the best choice.

Not long after, old man Morimu, leaning on a cane, also came to the Butterfly Pharmacy. After not seeing each other for more than half a year, old man Morimu had aged a lot. Before Shinichi left, he was still a spirited old man, but when the two met again, old man Morimu was already a hunched old man who needed to rely on a cane to walk steadily.

"Old man, you are old." Shinichi looked at old man Morimu with a complicated look, but old man Morimu smiled and shook his head, "You have grown up, Shinichi, now you are a truly excellent successor of the Forest Breathing. I can see that you have made a lot of progress and learned a lot in the past six months."

"But, old man, I failed your expectations. I didn't join the Demon Slayer Corps. I even deliberately avoided the Demon Slayer Corps. I even broke your ancestral Forest Dragon." Shinichi said with some guilt, pulling out the broken Sun Wheel Sword from the scabbard.

Old Master Mori took the Nichirin Sword with some trembling, and looked at the broken blade of the Nichirin Sword. Although there was regret in his eyes, he was more relieved. "Shinichi, whether you join the Demon Slayer Corps or not, as long as you use the Forest Breathing correctly and pass it on, you will always be my most proud disciple. As for the Forest Dragon, it is just an external object after all. If the ancestors knew, they would also praise your bravery in hunting ghosts, and would not blame you for breaking the blade because of hunting ghosts."

"Old Master..." Shinichi's heart trembled a little,I don't know how to describe my feelings at this moment.

At the same time, Beimingyu Xingming also came here, bowed and greeted: "Namo Amitabha, meet Senior Moriki, the lord greets you and wishes you all the best."

Old man Moriki also returned the greeting, "Moriki Mitsuyo is ashamed and ashamed of the Demon Slayer Corps."

"The lord said that the Moriki family has been brave for generations, and the Demon Slayer Corps will never forget the dedication of the Moriki family."

Hearing this, old man Moriki's cloudy eyes were slightly moist.

Time passed slowly, looking at the figure not far away, the young Kocho Shinobu clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, mustered up the courage to cheer herself up, and finally walked forward quickly and pulled the man's clothes.

Shinichi felt his clothes being pulled, and when he looked back, his eyes suddenly met a pair of violet eyes. The inexplicable pressure made Shinobu Kocho feel as if she was restricted from speaking. "Yes, yes, teach me, I want to kill demons like you!" Although she spoke haltingly, Shinobu Kocho's last sentence about killing demons was very firm, and Shinichi understood what she meant.

Shinobu Kocho had just made a vow with her sister that they would become people who could kill demons like Shinichi, kill demons, and prevent the tragedy of last night from happening to other innocent people.

Shinichi could understand Shinobu Kocho. He turned his head and looked at Grandpa Moriki, who shook his head slowly. Grandpa Moriki had been with the Butterfly family for many years. Whether it was out of his own feelings or objectively because of Shinobu Kocho's thin body, Grandpa Moriki did not think that Shinobu Kocho was suitable to be a swordsman.

Understanding what Mr. Moriki meant, Shinichi had to squat down and said to Shinobu Kocho seriously and with a hint of apology: "Shinobu, I understand your feelings, but ghost hunting is not an easy thing. It means that you may be injured or even killed at any time. You must always coexist with crises. Such a responsibility should not be borne by you.

Promise me to live well with your sister, and entrust your will to me. I promise that I will kill more evil ghosts with your will in the future!" Shinichi called Shinobu Kocho's name so gently for the first time, but there was a clear rejection in the gentle tone.

Shinobu Kocho bit her lip and did not speak, but her clenched fist showed that her heart was not calm.

On the other side, Kanae Kocho, who also looked lost, stood behind Xingming of Sad Island, and seemed to have been rejected.

Shinichi sighed and just wanted to get up and leave, but the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Shinobu Kocho again.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you a cold-faced man before, I'm really sorry, and thank you."

Shinichi was slightly stunned.

"It's okay."